The Hunter's Moon

He didn’t hesitate to approach her- slow in his movements, careful not to disrupt whatever ritual she seemed to be doing. Her voice filled the clearing, chanting out into the heavens, just as she fell down onto the earth with her eyes held shut. Stopping at the entrance of the stones, he leaned up against one- propping himself in that suave manner of his, watching in interest as she finished her performance. Like a peeping tom in a girl’s window. This was such an intimate thing - surely very important to the azure beauty - and although Rhazien wanted to invade, he found it more… appealing, to witness the intimacy. The tip of his tail flicking, tongue sliding across the roof of his mouth. Perverse man.

"Rhazien Saxe"